You came back?!

"Follow the weird-looking, talkative zombie!" Oyabun shouted to his men, while swatting the zombified insects nearby. "The first zombie who would shout at us is the one I'm talking about. Aiko, you should lead the way! I will handle the rest of these insects!"

Aiko…? I swore I heard that name somewhere before. But instead of affixing myself on the name, I reverted my focus towards my fore. After shaking my head, I was back in the game.

"Hey, who do you think you are, punk? Just because you're a yakuza, that doesn't mean I can't kill you!" I yelled, while finally revealing my gun.

I figured the situation became out of our hands, especially when we needed to protect each other. Woefully, I used all my twelve bullets in succession to save those five yakuza. All of them also ran out of ammo and threw their guns on the side to run faster.

Although Oyabun gestured something around his pockets. It was as if he reached out for something but refused to pull it out in the nick of time.

Well, if it did not concern me, I wouldn't bother prying my nose inside that business. And besides, that yakuza leader might have just checked something inside his pockets.

It was probably nothing.

I didn't do the same thing and kept my gun inside my pockets. There was no telling when I would receive any bullets from my Glock gun. But I snuck it inside as my souvenir for this apocalypse, thinking that I could use it again.

And since my gun did not weigh around two pounds, keeping it was good enough for me. I also did not want to lose the two frying pans in me, which I hoped I could use against these insects.

But rushing towards the zombified insects up close would just bring me to my inevitable doom. So that was not an option I could do to stop them.

(Author's note: Throwing an empty gun is better if you need to escape or outrun something, since those firearms would slow you down.)

All the yakuza fought back against the horde of zombies after hearing their leader's words. That speech was enough to kindle their spirits and live to see the sun for tomorrow.

However, the yakuza's burning motivation was not enough to get us out of here. Those undead insects caught up in our asses and tried biting Oyabun's round and cheeky butt. Fortunately, I was there to save the damsel in distress and kicked some butt before resuming our run.

But as the five yakuza continued sprinting on the road, that group came face to face with the spider that kept a tab at me. After following me from the department store, the spider finally reached my vicinity. That insect's worries got itself rewarded by five juicy looking men with inks inside their bodies.

Even if I ran at them and bashed them with my frying pans, I doubted I could save those people. Regardless of this peculiar ability that amplified my weapon, that would never happen. That scene alone made me pee my pants, despite being a zombie.

I still made an effort and bashed my way through the swarm of zombies using my frying pan. Every time these skillets hit the zombie's head, it banged into a high-pitch sound. Regretfully, that alerted some small hordes of undead creatures nearby.

However, that was the least of our problems.

I raced towards the yakuza group, yearning to save them. But it was too late for me to turn a blind eye to this yakuza. I even left those two kids in a safer hideout without me just to save this father of an unconventional family.

"Hey, bug! Believe me, insect, I am a zombie myself, and I wouldn't prefer eating those lumps of meat! I mean, look at those guys! They have like fifty percent blood, thirty percent alcohol, and twenty percent other blood that came from their enemies. Trust me, spider. If you're going to eat someone, it shouldn't be them!"

I even slapped the two frying pans against each other to create a diversion for these zombies. However, I made the situation worse than before.

Now all those zombies within our vicinity approached this place with watery mouths. All of them reached their arms in our direction, paired with some snarling sounds.

I couldn't help myself but shriek like a seven-year-old girl who had seen a dead bug in front of me…. Oh, wait. Those dead insects had surrounded the place already with their slimy viridescent goo. It was quite an irony, really.

After my long explanation, the spider disregarded my words and bashed its chelicerae at the unfortunate yakuza. And it was what I had mentioned earlier. I did not have any means to save them, especially in this mere zombie form.

If I had any plans, I would have already used them right now.

The insect was just a centimetre close to eating Oyabun, or the yakuza's leader. The spider's limbs also attempted to penetrate the other yakuza members at once without giving them any warnings.

I, who stayed at the back rank, did nothing at all but stare at the scene. I reached out my hand while shouting, "don't!" But that trick won't work for the bastard undead insect.

Within a few seconds, a barrage of gunshots echoed at our side. And when I followed the origin of those hands, two figures trundled towards us, with the little kid holding the gun. The girl beside the little boy carried trolleys at her side and brought eight to the battlefield. Coincidentally, those were the total numbers on our side versus these living shitty dead creatures.

Those words I preached before about miracles happened before me. My eyes sparkled when I met those kids in front of me and killed the zombified turd blocking our way.

"You came! I thought you'd leave the city?" I asked, while sending them a dozen question marks in the two children's direction.

The girl nodded and replied, "We were about to, but I nagged my brother to fetch you, mister Zombie!" the girl cried, while pulling the trigger from her gun.

The little boy pushed the trolleys forward in our direction, hoping we could use them. This kid had probably entered my mind and viewed my four-legged car via shopping cart!

"This might come out useful, ugly zombie! I was hoping we could use this as our temporary car!" the boy shouted, before gasping for air.

"You're a weird kid! I like you!" I shouted, and turned towards the girl. "By the way, young lady! Where the hell did you get that from? Oh, wait. Nevermind! It was a stupid question, to begin with!"

After juggling my brain, I recalled that the streets surrounding had piles of dead police officers. Those people armed themselves with some firearms before arriving in this place. However, the outbreak was too much for them to handle, especially with these otherworldly mutations.

Since those police force died, their guns remained intact with them or on the ground. It did not take a genius to know that these two youngsters seized the handgun for themselves and used it.

And as luck would have it, these two siblings snatched themselves by a Glock 22. It was the same empty gun I had right now.

But like any other amateurs, these kids did not get any spare clips or ammo along their way. They did not even bother getting any weapons or rifles when they reached this place. I would bet that these siblings did not even know what they're doing with their life! And that's why I told some children in the orphanage to use their brains as soon as possible!

"Remember! Aim for its head or near it! Don't aim anywhere else, or I will eat you!" I warned, while gritting my teeth.

Their gun only had fifteen bullets left inside, with five of them used for the insect. And it would take ten bullets to bring down that monstrous spider. As long as those shells hit the spider's middle part, those shells would be enough to kill it.

Fortunately, the Glock-22 that those children scavenged had enough bullets for that. It all depended on the accuracy of this girl on wielding her…..

"TAKE THIS, SPIDER!" the girl screamed, and pulled the trigger for the umpteenth time.

That woman even closed her eyes when she shot those bullets in mid-air. I prayed to whatever deity I remembered, wishing that those shells would hit the insect.

After ten consecutive shots, the spider remained still on its ground. It would take a few seconds before that spider would fall on the floor.

However, that did not happen.

"You gotta be kidding me! The spider was a hundred fucking feet in front of you! That stupid thing is around sixty feet like a fucking titanic! All you had to do is to aim its head with those ten bullets! Jesus Christ, girl! That spider isn't even moving, for god's sake!" I growled.

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